As dusk approached, a group of people returned in a whirlwind, bringing back quite a bit of firewood, and Xiaoxiao paid them their wages.
Yang Ming truly did not break his promise and actually caught a rabbit and, to everyone's surprise, a squirrel as well.
Xiaoxiao was thoroughly impressed; squirrels are so difficult to catch, always scurrying and leaping around, and he managed to catch one—definitely not a feeble scholar!
"Yang Ming, do you sell pine nuts here?"
"What are pine nuts?"
This wife of his is really strange, aren't they from the same town? Yet she keeps saying 'you' and 'yours'?
"It's a kind of dry fruit. Didn't you catch a squirrel? Wherever there are squirrels, there are pine trees, and the seeds of pine trees are the pine nuts!"
"We don't sell them!"
How does his wife know so much!
In her heart, Xiaoxiao resolved to go up the mountain come spring; the mountain might have a lot of good things yet to be discovered!